Chapter twenty-five: Thoughts
Disc: Chicken Butt.
A/N: I slept in too late today.grrrr.
They had finally stopped for the night. Holly's arms ached but she didn't let on. Her mind and heart still fought over the approaching moment of decision. She didn't love Boromir, but she cared about him and understood him.it was just too much.
"Are you alright my lady?" Frodo asked Holly as she sat down against a tree.
"Huh? Oh, yeah I'm fine. Also, I'd really like it if you would all call me Holly. I'm not used to calling anyone my lord and I'm sure as hell not used to being called a lady." She replied. The men stared at her then shrugged. If it was not their custom then they should respect it.
"Same here." Rae said. Tricia nodded.
"We shire folk aren't too used to doing that either. So we won't have a problem with that!" Sam said (he hasn't said much in a while has he?). The girls smiled and got ready for bed.
Hours had passed and none of the girls had slept a wink. Tricia was worried about Holly who was tossing and turning. Was she going to try to stop Boromir? What if he hurt her? It tore them all apart that someone they knew and had recently befriended was going to die, but they couldn't change things. If Holly did then it would be her life in place of his. Rachel just wasn't tired. She tried to think but all her thoughts seemed to go back to the hobbit a few feet away from her. He couldn't like her. He was more of Holly's type. Actually Merry was but still Pip seemed much more compatible with Holly than he did with Rachel. This just wasn't fair.
Holly sat up and looked around. Gimli was on watch and jumped as his head snapped towards the teenager. "Holly? Are you alright?"
"Um.yeah. I'm just gonna go for a short walk.be back in a few." The girl replied as she grabbed a dagger and her CD player. She walked off to the river and looked at the clear water. Then she saw Gollum floating on the other side. Holly sighed and climbed on top of a boulder. Her eyes adjusted to the dark as she lay down and stared at the sky. She wished that there were a meteor shower. What was she going to do? She loved Merry.but if she saved Boromir she would die, get carried off by orcs, or end up not being able to save Boromir and watching Merry and Pippin being carried off. This was not going to be cool at all.
She liked being off on her own. They had all noticed that. Yet even though she acted as if she wanted to be alone he always got the feeling that she wished someone was there. Boromir leaned against a tree and stared at the girl. She knew something, they all did. The way she looked at him made him uneasy. It was like, she understood him, but also like.she pitied him. What right did she have to pity him? True, her situation was similar to his. That made it so she could somewhat understand him, but there was something else. They had said that in their world that middle earth was a fairy tale.and that their quest was known and legend to them. Did that mean.that there was something in that tale about him? Something.unpleasant. He had felt the call of the ring, if only he could use it to help Gondor. He would have held it.but she had gotten it and gave it back without hesitation. She couldn't have possibly planned the snowball fight.could she? He looked at her face and saw the conflict. Something was going to happen, and it would happen soon.
Holly awoke on the rock at least an hour before sunrise. She felt someone watching her so she slowly reached for her dagger and looked from side to side. There was a pair of eyes that seemed to glow in the moonlight. Smeagol was crouched behind a tree starring at the girl. Holly sat up and ignored him. If he tried anything he would pay for it. She stretched and picked up her things then began to walk back to camp. "I know you're there, and I know you can hear me. If you so much as lay a finger on me, I'll mutilate you." Holly whispered to the creature as she paused near his hiding spot. She couldn't and wouldn't kill him. She had to threaten him just so she wouldn't be forced to do so. Footsteps drew near from the direction of camp. Holly squinted and made out the shapes of Tricia and Rachel.
"We just wanted to make sure you were okay." Tricia said. They looked tired, like they hadn't slept at all that night. Holly nodded and glanced towards the water as she heard a small splash.
"Hol. We know what you're planning. Please don't do it. It's his destiny to die defending Merry and Pippin. Also what if he hurts you when you try to stop him from taking it, your effort will have been for nothing." Rachel stated. Holly looked sadly towards camp and then down the river towards Amon Hen.
"I've considered all of those things.I just can't let it happen. I'm willing to do whatever it takes guys."
"Even giving your life? If you save him it's gonna be your life! YOUR'S!" Rachel yelled. She wouldn't let her friend throw her life away like that, especially when she was doing it in this way. Holly was afraid of dying. Rachel didn't want her to go like that.didn't want to watch the fear in her eyes as she cried for her family to hold her in her last moments. No.they were going home.
"I DON'T CARE! Rae....It's just I know what's going to happen, and I've seen and have gotten to know him.so I just can't." Holly replied.
"Holly, we're not going to let you do this." Tricia said.
"FINE! You can try to stop me in any way you want but I will save his life! I swear it." Holly said as she stormed past her friends, back to camp. She glanced at Legolas as she entered their temporary haven then looked away trying to hold back the tears in her eyes. She looked at Boromir and let out a sad sigh. Was it really worth it? What good would come out of saving him? Her thoughts contradicted what her heart felt was right. Holly sat down near Merry and leaned against a tree. How could she save him? If she could not even save her own mind from betraying him, letting him die.
Disc: Chicken Butt.
A/N: I slept in too late today.grrrr.
They had finally stopped for the night. Holly's arms ached but she didn't let on. Her mind and heart still fought over the approaching moment of decision. She didn't love Boromir, but she cared about him and understood him.it was just too much.
"Are you alright my lady?" Frodo asked Holly as she sat down against a tree.
"Huh? Oh, yeah I'm fine. Also, I'd really like it if you would all call me Holly. I'm not used to calling anyone my lord and I'm sure as hell not used to being called a lady." She replied. The men stared at her then shrugged. If it was not their custom then they should respect it.
"Same here." Rae said. Tricia nodded.
"We shire folk aren't too used to doing that either. So we won't have a problem with that!" Sam said (he hasn't said much in a while has he?). The girls smiled and got ready for bed.
Hours had passed and none of the girls had slept a wink. Tricia was worried about Holly who was tossing and turning. Was she going to try to stop Boromir? What if he hurt her? It tore them all apart that someone they knew and had recently befriended was going to die, but they couldn't change things. If Holly did then it would be her life in place of his. Rachel just wasn't tired. She tried to think but all her thoughts seemed to go back to the hobbit a few feet away from her. He couldn't like her. He was more of Holly's type. Actually Merry was but still Pip seemed much more compatible with Holly than he did with Rachel. This just wasn't fair.
Holly sat up and looked around. Gimli was on watch and jumped as his head snapped towards the teenager. "Holly? Are you alright?"
"Um.yeah. I'm just gonna go for a short walk.be back in a few." The girl replied as she grabbed a dagger and her CD player. She walked off to the river and looked at the clear water. Then she saw Gollum floating on the other side. Holly sighed and climbed on top of a boulder. Her eyes adjusted to the dark as she lay down and stared at the sky. She wished that there were a meteor shower. What was she going to do? She loved Merry.but if she saved Boromir she would die, get carried off by orcs, or end up not being able to save Boromir and watching Merry and Pippin being carried off. This was not going to be cool at all.
She liked being off on her own. They had all noticed that. Yet even though she acted as if she wanted to be alone he always got the feeling that she wished someone was there. Boromir leaned against a tree and stared at the girl. She knew something, they all did. The way she looked at him made him uneasy. It was like, she understood him, but also like.she pitied him. What right did she have to pity him? True, her situation was similar to his. That made it so she could somewhat understand him, but there was something else. They had said that in their world that middle earth was a fairy tale.and that their quest was known and legend to them. Did that mean.that there was something in that tale about him? Something.unpleasant. He had felt the call of the ring, if only he could use it to help Gondor. He would have held it.but she had gotten it and gave it back without hesitation. She couldn't have possibly planned the snowball fight.could she? He looked at her face and saw the conflict. Something was going to happen, and it would happen soon.
Holly awoke on the rock at least an hour before sunrise. She felt someone watching her so she slowly reached for her dagger and looked from side to side. There was a pair of eyes that seemed to glow in the moonlight. Smeagol was crouched behind a tree starring at the girl. Holly sat up and ignored him. If he tried anything he would pay for it. She stretched and picked up her things then began to walk back to camp. "I know you're there, and I know you can hear me. If you so much as lay a finger on me, I'll mutilate you." Holly whispered to the creature as she paused near his hiding spot. She couldn't and wouldn't kill him. She had to threaten him just so she wouldn't be forced to do so. Footsteps drew near from the direction of camp. Holly squinted and made out the shapes of Tricia and Rachel.
"We just wanted to make sure you were okay." Tricia said. They looked tired, like they hadn't slept at all that night. Holly nodded and glanced towards the water as she heard a small splash.
"Hol. We know what you're planning. Please don't do it. It's his destiny to die defending Merry and Pippin. Also what if he hurts you when you try to stop him from taking it, your effort will have been for nothing." Rachel stated. Holly looked sadly towards camp and then down the river towards Amon Hen.
"I've considered all of those things.I just can't let it happen. I'm willing to do whatever it takes guys."
"Even giving your life? If you save him it's gonna be your life! YOUR'S!" Rachel yelled. She wouldn't let her friend throw her life away like that, especially when she was doing it in this way. Holly was afraid of dying. Rachel didn't want her to go like that.didn't want to watch the fear in her eyes as she cried for her family to hold her in her last moments. No.they were going home.
"I DON'T CARE! Rae....It's just I know what's going to happen, and I've seen and have gotten to know him.so I just can't." Holly replied.
"Holly, we're not going to let you do this." Tricia said.
"FINE! You can try to stop me in any way you want but I will save his life! I swear it." Holly said as she stormed past her friends, back to camp. She glanced at Legolas as she entered their temporary haven then looked away trying to hold back the tears in her eyes. She looked at Boromir and let out a sad sigh. Was it really worth it? What good would come out of saving him? Her thoughts contradicted what her heart felt was right. Holly sat down near Merry and leaned against a tree. How could she save him? If she could not even save her own mind from betraying him, letting him die.